nothing, he's terrible with his hands

my mother takes on the world

My mom and I are walking around her housing complex in Boca Ratonwhen she starts talking about how she doesn’t like Facebookhow people rant over their problems and disagreements out in public for all to see “Who cares?”when she gets angry enough to explodeShe puts all of her rage in a typed profanity-laced note she’ll later deleteDirected at people that piss her off

Hearing this out of her mouthMakes me think of a forgotten piece of china lifted from its spot in a cupboard revealing something you’d been looking for for a while.